Open Poetry #21 |
Fruit |
Hallucination Member
since 2001-03-18
Posts 419 |
I hope you guys know what I'm talking about, else this is a wierd read. lol... "Fruit" © 2002 Brian Eggertsen, All Rights Reserved In my hand I've got this sweet looking peach And I'm gonna take a big bite Then gently dip it in gin 'N' tonic Keep it socking wet for the ride After that I would let my fingers stroll High and low, in every corner Do you know why it's such a tasty peach? One hundred procent foreigner... In my bag there's a beautiful Orange That I just can not wait to peal And piece after piece I will strip it down Gently split it without a squil Then I will nip a little in the meat To get the sweet tasting juice out Do you know why that's my kinda Orange? 'Cause it tastes so good in my mouth There's Fruit, fruit, fruit, fruit, everywhere Don't know if it's healthy, to be exposed to so much fruit. Well what the heck who the hell cares? I'm gonna eat while I still have my youth There's fruit, fruit, fruit, fruit, all the time It feels like I'm in paradise.... On the tree there's a fine looking apple I'm just waiting for it to fall And when it does I'll be there to catch it I hope that I don't sound to bold But without the right color, size and taste Then It's just another apple I really hope it will make me feel home Lets stop I'm beginning to babble... Damn, I love fruit..... [This message has been edited by Hallucination (06-24-2002 09:17 PM).] |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Yay!!! I love fruit too, my favorites are coconut, pineapple, and strawberries and cream! (sigh) This is a tasty and cute poem, sweet friend, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Brian, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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TwoHeartsOnePen Member
since 2002-06-07
Posts 60state of determination |
cuteness.. Distance is the prison for our bodies, but no prison could weaken our passion. |
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